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CHAPTER 111

LIAMThe war council has been arguing for three hours.Same points. Same positions. Nobody willing to give ground.I stand at the head of the table. Alpha posture. Controlled expression. But inside, Kain is pacing. Snarling. Terrified.Because they're talking about Neah like she's a weapon instead of my mate."The lunar stone could end this," Gregor says for the fifth time. "One bonding. One amplification of power. Neah could disable every corrupted hybrid Kessler has created. Heal the damage. Restore balance.""Or it could kill her," I say. Voice flat. Controlled. "Aldara said the power could overwhelm her if she's not ready. That she could become exactly what Kessler is trying to create.""Which is why we train first," Marcus argues. "Weeks of preparation. Full control of her abilities before she even attempts the bonding.""Weeks aren't enough." I look at him. "She's been a hybrid for three months. Three months. And you want her to bond with concentrated Lycan life force representi

CHAPTER 112

CALEB Iron Valley feels different when you're fully responsible for it. Not just future Alpha. Not just the heir waiting for his turn. Alpha. Right now. Today. Dad stepped back three weeks ago. Not completely. He's still here. Still advising. But the day-to-day decisions fall to me now. Territory disputes. Training schedules. Resource allocation. Pack discipline. All of it lands on my desk. And for the first time in my life, I'm not scared of it. I stand in the training yard watching the younger wolves spar. Theo runs drills with the advanced group. Shane keeps the atmosphere light. Miles makes sure nobody gets hurt worse than they should. The system works because I built it to work. Because I learned to delegate instead of trying to control everything myself. Because I finally figured out that being

CHAPTER 113

CALEB I can't breathe. Vanessa is pregnant. With our pup. Our child. The future heir of Iron Valley Pack. And we're in the middle of a war. Perfect timing. Absolutely perfect. I sit on the edge of our bed staring at the three positive pregnancy tests lined up on the nightstand like tiny bombs waiting to explode my entire world. Vanessa sits beside me. Silent. Waiting. "Say something," she finally whispers. "I don't know what to say." "Are you angry?" "What? No." I turn to face her. "Why would I be angry?" "Because the timing is terrible. Because we're not ready. Because there's a psychopath trying to kidnap your sister and build hybrid armies and we just found out there's a traitor in our territory." "Non

CHAPTER 114

LIAM The intelligence reports spread across the war room table paint a nightmare. Three days of reconnaissance. Satellite imaging. Intercepted communications. Supply chain analysis. Every piece of data confirms what we feared. Kessler isn't just rebuilding. He's built. Jax stands at the head of the table. Face grim. Eyes hard. "The facility is underground," he says. "Military grade bunker complex built into the mountain. Three levels. Main research on level one. Housing and operations on level two. Production on level three." He pulls up schematics on the screen. Detailed. Too detailed for comfort. "Where did you get these?" Marcus asks. "The rogue from Coastal Watch. Garrett. He worked security at the facility for two weeks before he figured out what was happening and ran." Jax zooms in

CHAPTER 115

NEAH The security footage plays on loop. Rows of cells. Bodies lying motionless on concrete floors. Some breathing. Some not. The ones who are awake stare at nothing with empty eyes. No recognition. No awareness. Just blank faces waiting for commands. I've been watching for twenty minutes and I can't look away. These are people. Were people. Humans living normal lives until Kessler's teams took them. Teachers. Parents. Students. Workers. Someone's daughter. Someone's son. Now they're weapons. Slaves with superpowers. Tools to be sold to the highest bidder. Every single one of them could have been me. If Elena hadn't hidden me. If Diane hadn't taken me in. If I'd been alone when the Bloodline Project came looking. I'd be in one of those cells. Empty. Broken. Waiting to be sold.

CHAPTER 116

NEAHThe bond hums constantly now.Not intrusive. Not overwhelming. Just there. Like breathing. Like the steady rhythm of my heart that somehow synced with Liam's the moment we completed the mating.I can feel him across the compound. Working in his temporary office. Handling pack business. His emotions bleed through the connection. Focus. Frustration. Brief flashes of amusement when someone says something that catches him off guard.And underneath it all, constant and unwavering, love.For me.It still catches me by surprise sometimes. That someone like him chose someone like me.The door to our room opens. Liam steps inside carrying a bag that smells suspiciously like food."You cooked?" I ask."I attempted to cook. The jury is still out on whether it's edible."I laugh. Can't help it. The mental image of the powerful Alpha of Shadow Peak wrestling with a stove is too good.He sets the bag on the small table near the window. Pulls out containers. Pasta. Garlic bread. Salad that look

CHAPTER 117

THEOThe third agent breaks at hour four.Not because I hurt him. Because I didn't have to.I just sat there. Silent. Watching. Letting him imagine what I might do. Letting his fear do the work for me.When he finally starts talking, the words pour out like water from a broken dam.Supply routes. Communication schedules. Personnel counts. Drop locations. Every piece of intelligence Hale's network collected over eighteen months.Jax records everything. Cross-references with data we already have. Builds a picture of Kessler's operation that's more complete than anything we've had before.By the time the agent stops talking, we have three new facility entry points, a full list of security rotations, and the names of twelve more embedded wolves scattered across allied territories."Get him out of here," I say to the guards.They haul the agent away. He's crying. Broken. But alive.I prefer it that way. Dead men can't provide intelligence. And right now, intelligence is the only weapon tha

CHAPTER 118

NEAHDr. Nathan Price is dying.Not slowly. Not with dignity. Just fading hour by hour as the corrupted energy finishes what he started.Dr. Sera says it's organ failure. Multiple systems shutting down simultaneously. His body eating itself from the inside out.I stand outside his room for five minutes before I go in.Everyone told me not to. Liam said it was dangerous. Caleb said it was unnecessary. Even Elena said I didn't owe him anything.But I need to do this. Need to see the man who designed my markers one final time. Need to understand why.The medical room smells like antiseptic and something sweet and wrong. Death. Masked by medicine but unmistakable.Price lies in the bed. Skeletal. Pale. Nothing like the man who attacked me with corrupted energy weeks ago.His eyes open when I enter. Still sharp despite everything."Neah," he says. Voice barely a whisper."Uncle Nathan.""Don't call me that. I didn't earn it."I pull a chair beside the bed. Sit. "Why not?""Because an uncle

CHAPTER 119

LIAMThe extraction team is moving toward the packhouse.Six wolves. Corrupted hybrids based on their energy signatures. Moving fast through Iron Valley territory like they own it.They're here for Neah.Kain surges forward. Bloodlust and protective fury exploding through every nerve."Lockdown protocol," Marcus orders. His Alpha voice cuts through the chaos. "All non-combat personnel to safe rooms. Warriors to defensive positions. Nobody moves until we have visual confirmation."The packhouse erupts into controlled chaos. Wolves moving. Children being ushered to reinforced rooms. Warriors grabbing weapons.I pull Neah against me. The bond screams between us. My terror. Her determination."You're not going out there," I say."I wasn't planning on it.""Good.""But Liam, if they're here for me, we can use that. Set the trap now instead of waiting until morning.""Absolutely not.""It's tactically sound.""I don't care. You're not bait."She looks up at me. Gold eyes steady. "I'm always

CHAPTER 120

NEAH---"Thirty days," I say to the war council.Every Alpha at the table looks at me like I've lost my mind."We don't have thirty days," Cortez says. "Kessler is building. Selling. Deploying. Every day we wait is another day he gets stronger.""And every day we wait is another day we get stronger too." I lean forward. Hands flat on the table. "We're planning to assault a military-grade facility with hundreds of corrupted hybrids and a scientist who wants to drain us dry. If we go in unprepared, we die. All of us.""What do you need thirty days for?" Marcus asks."Training. The three hybrids need to be stronger. Our abilities need to be refined. We need combination attacks, defensive formations, energy-sharing techniques that work under combat pressure. Right now we can barely hold a connection for ten minutes. That's not good enough."Liam watches me. Silent. Through the bond, I feel his conflict. He wants me safe. But he also knows I'm right."What else?" he asks."Intelligence. T

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